After every night shift we sat at the mamak stall under the flyover, sharing one plate of roti canai and one sweet pulled tea.
Aiman, I keep trying to explain to people here what a mamak stall is, and I can't.
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After every night shift we sat at the mamak stall under the flyover, sharing one plate of roti canai and one sweet pulled tea.
Aiman, I keep trying to explain to people here what a mamak stall is, and I can't.